When they first fished me out of the juniper bushes I was really mad, and put up quite a fuss. But if ya really want to know, I was scared, and in alot of pain. See, me and my sisters were born outdoors and lived in those juniper bushes. Next to the bushes was a fence. The fence had a small hole in it, and one day I put my little leg through that hole and a dog in the next yard attacked me and took off my leg. A week passed, and the kind people who were feeding noticed me and called the Fat Cat people, who took me in, and helped me.

I get along just fine without my leg, and play with the other kittens. But sometimes they play a little too rough, and that's when I retreat to the sidelines and take it easy. My mom says I'm really an easy cat, and that I need lots of TLC, and would do well in a quiet home.

Needless to say, I don't like dogs.

Please note:

• I need a home with no dogs and no young children
• Indoor only